The second assessment is the battle in the ring, the mortality rate of this level is much less than the first level, but there are still some of them! In the battle, it is inevitable that there will be times when you miss! And the so-called number is your own number, according to the arrangement of the elders, how many numbers against how many, this is the battle in the ring!

At the top of the mountain, next to a big rock, a young man in sackcloth is closing his eyes tightly, his legs crossed!

"Hoo ......"

Feeling the vitality in his body filling up again, Yi Tianxing exhaled deeply, opened his eyes, and felt the explosive power in his body, and suddenly sighed: "The feeling of being full of vitality is cool!"

I got up and straightened my clothes, and walked in the direction of the ring, which was very large, about a hundred zhang wide!

However, at this time, in the ring, there are two monks competing!

"Drink!"

The white-robed monk shouted, and the long knife in his hand burst out with a strong might! The long knife turned into a fierce cold light and slashed towards the monk in the cyan robe!

"Humph!"

The green-robed young man snorted coldly with disdain, and the spear in his hand suddenly crossed his chest, only to hear the sound of "dang", the blade slashed on the barrel of the gun, and sparks suddenly shot out of the air!

"Hey......

At this time, the white-robed young man showed a sly smile, the big knife in his hand was immediately withdrawn, and the long knife slashed out again, and the sharp tip of the knife cut through the air, leaving a whistling sound!

Looking at the blade he saw, the blue-robed young man's face did not change at all, and with one hand, the spear suddenly thrust forward, and the head of the spear stabbed at the blade of the white-robed young man with a cold light!

At this time, the white-robed young man's blade turned violently, his body suddenly turned sideways, and the blade headed towards the blue-robed young man's head!

"Wow, these two guys are playing so well!"

"Hmph! Two pieces of garbage, they haven't decided the winner after fighting for so long!"

"You know a fart! If you meet an opponent of equal strength, can you quickly tell the winner?"

"Cut, even if I pick two, it's faster than them!"

"You're talking about the scum of the whole world, right?!"

In the crowd under the stage, several teenagers were arguing with each other! Yi Tianxing, who was watching, was dumbfounded!

"Brother Yi?"

At this time, Ye Qingyi called out to her, Yi Tianxing turned his head to look, and saw that Zhao Yi, Dahu and Li Xing were also there, nodded and said with a smile: "Hmm." Are you getting better?"

Zhao Yi replied first: "Brother Toyi's clothes are much better!"

"It's so much better!"

Big Tiger also Li Xing nodded and replied.

"What about you, are you alright?"

Ye Qingyi's beautiful eyes stayed on his face and asked with concern.

Hearing this, Yi Tianxing's face turned red, waved his hand, and replied, "It's okay!"

Hearing him answer that it was okay, Ye Qingyi also nodded, and her heart was much more steady.

"Brother Yi, you say, which of the two of them will win?"

At this time, Zhao Yi on the side pointed to the ring and asked.

"Personally, I think it should be a young man in a green robe!"

Yi Tianxing glanced at the ring again and said in a low voice.

"Bullshit, I don't know what kind of stuff you're talking about? It's obvious that the white-robed boy will win!" In the crowd, a man heard Yi Tianxing say that the green-robed boy would win, and hurriedly retorted: "See, how powerful is the white-robed boy's moves, how can he lose?"

Hearing this, Yi Tianxing frowned, but did not answer his question, but turned his head to look at Zhao Yi and explained: "If you look carefully, the white-robed young man has a sharp move, and he looks majestic, but in fact, the vitality in his body is close to exhaustion, and he wants to fight quickly! And the young man in the green robe, his moves are calm, steady and steady, at first glance, it seems to be very inconspicuous, but no matter how the young man in the white robe suppresses, he can resist it! And he still has the ability to fight back, which shows that he still has spare strength! In the long run, who do you think will win?"

Hearing what Yi Tianxing said, Zhao Yi suddenly realized, and felt that his understanding of cultivation had deepened a little, and even Ye Qingyi, Da Hu and Li Xing fell into contemplation!

After a long time, the four of them relieved themselves and gave a thumbs up: "Admire!"

"Cut, so you're pretty good?"

The man just now also heard what Yi Tianxing said, and his face suddenly turned disdainful!

Yi Tianxing replied expressionlessly: "I'm not good, but within seven moves, the white-robed young man is sure to lose!"

This sentence attracted the attention of many people, and they all turned their heads to look at the ring.

In the ring, the green-robed young man tilted his head slightly, dodged the blow of the white-robed young man, and threw the spear in his hand, mixed with an incomparably strong wind, and slammed it towards the back of the white-robed young man!

The white-robed young man raised his eyebrows, this opponent seemed to be much more difficult than he imagined! Feeling the strong wind in his back, he turned around suddenly, and at the same time the long sword was across his chest, blocking the attack of the spear! As soon as the long sword was raised, the spear suddenly flew upward, and at the same time, the white-robed young man stood up with one hand, and the long sword went towards the chest of the young man in the green robe!

Feeling the powerful power of this sword, the blue-robed young man's face finally became solemn, his hands clenched the barrel of the gun, and his body exploded backwards, while the white-robed young man's long sword was in hot pursuit!

Finally, the green-robed young man stopped retreating, he kicked the ground with his right foot, and the spear in his hand swept in front of him, the air in front of him suddenly shattered, and a fierce wind swept in front of him, and the spear suddenly smashed on the white-robed young man's long sword!

Feeling the powerful power of the spear, the white-robed young man's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "I surrender!"

"Boom!", the spear in the hand of the blue-robed young man stopped in front of him! Moreover, it was only an inch away from his cheek! The powerful wind blew on his face, and the young man only felt deaf in his ears, his cheeks ached, and he couldn't speak to himself for a long time!

"Victory 159!

As the deacon's voice fell, the two teenagers walked out of the ring at the same time, and the other two teenagers took the stage again!

"Uh......"

The man who had just laughed at Yi Tianxing saw that the white-robed young man had really failed in seven moves, and his face was as if he had been slapped a few times, and it hurt hotly!

"Speak, why don't you speak? Wasn't it arrogant just now?"

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhao Yi on the side showed a disdainful look. What kind of coercion? What about the arrogance just now?

"Hmph! If you have the ability to gamble again! You just won a game, what is it? Just now, the master looked away!"

Seeing Zhao Yi provoking himself so much, the man gradually emerged with real fire!

Zhao Yi looked at the man and sneered: "Okay! Since it's a gambling game, you have to bet on something, right?"

"Hmph, I'll bet ten lower grade Yuan Stones!" the man looked at them carefully and said disdainfully.

"Ten pieces? Believe it or not, I took out ten yuan stones to smash you to death? Ten pieces are too embarrassed to bet, just forget if you can't afford to bet!"

Hearing that the man actually said that he would bet on ten lower-grade Yuan Stones, Zhao Yi's face was even more disdainful! Although he used to be a concubine of the Zhao family, he also had more than a dozen lower-grade Yuan Stones a month, and ten lower-grade Yuan Stones were really nothing to him!

A flash of anger appeared in the man's eyes, and he roared: "One hundred!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yi was shocked, a hundred low-grade yuan stones, this is indeed a lot of wealth for him!

I thought this in my heart, but I didn't say it on my lips, "Trash, forget it if you can't afford to gamble!"

Hearing this, the man's face became even more angry, and he actually said that Lao Tzu couldn't afford to gamble? As soon as his mind moved, a colored glass ring appeared in his palm, and he said proudly: "This is a fishbone ring, a defensive type magic weapon, which can withstand the full force of the Five Heavens master of the Ning Yuan Realm, how about it?"

Hearing this, even Yi Tianxing's heart was shocked, magic weapons are not too rare, but defensive magic weapons are very rare!

"It's blocked!"

Without thinking about it, Yi Tianxing suddenly blurted out!

"Okay, you have to come up with something of equal value, right?" The man nodded, but seeing that several people did not move, his brows suddenly tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "You won't have nothing, right?"

Zhao Yi glanced at the big tiger, the big tiger glanced at Li Xing, and Li Xing looked at the captain again!

Just when the man was about to get angry, Yi Tianxing's mind moved, and a longbow appeared in his hand, and the light on the longbow flowed, which was very beautiful! As soon as the longbow came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many monks! Even the elders of the Canglan Sect showed a greedy look!

"This is a mid-grade weapon of the Yellow Rank, the Drift Fallen. How's that? Enough?"

Yi Tianxing looked at the man calmly, his face did not change at all! He had absolute confidence in himself, and he would not be able to lose!

"Enough! enough!"

The man's eyes looked greedily at the Falling Bow in his hand, his head like a chicken, and he kept nodging!

"Who do you bet on?"

Looking at the two teenagers who were competing in the field, Yi Tianxing turned his head and asked the man.

At this time, the man also came back to his senses and looked at the ring, only to see that on the ring, the two monks were fighting fiercely, and the young man with the sword already had a wound all over his body!

"So it's him?"

Looking at the monk with the sword, the man suddenly looked stunned, he had seen this monk! In the first level of the assessment, he fought alone against four monks of the Nine Heavens of Quenching, and won the victory!

Looking at the monk with the knife, the man's mood was also extremely smooth, and he said confidently: "I choose the monk with the knife!"

Hearing this, Yi Tianxing nodded and said, "Okay! Then I choose the young man with the sword!"

......

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

The sword-wielding boy was shaken back by this tremendous force! On the other hand, the sword-wielding monk was still standing in place, and the momentum of his body was even stronger! The strength and weakness of the two of them suddenly fell into the eyes of the people!

Seeing that the young man with the sword was shaken back, the man looked at Yi Tianxing with a smug face, "Admit defeat!"

Looking at his appearance, Yi Tianxing's face was calm and said, "What's the hurry?

The man said coldly: "Hmph! Dead duck has a hard mouth!

Zhao Yi on the side lightly bumped into Yi Tianxing, and whispered: "Are you sure? That's a weapon of the Yellow Order!"

Yi Tianxing turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "You still don't know me, never do things that you are not sure of!"

Hearing him say this, Zhao Yi nodded firmly, but there was still a little worry between his eyebrows.

At this time, the monk in the ring did not give the boy any respite, and held the knife in one hand, a little under his feet, and slashed at the boy again!

"Hmph!

Seeing that the young man actually chose to attack, the man snorted coldly, but his face became more and more proud, or it wouldn't be long before he would have another yellow-rank mid-grade longbow!

When the monk on the stage saw that the young man had chosen to confront him, his face suddenly turned disdainful, and the long knife in his hand sped away again! How did he know that the young man's sword went off the rails! The blade of the sword went straight to the monk's chest!

Seeing this, the monk's face changed greatly, and before he could react, the long sword had already been inserted into his chest!

"Poof!"

The monk spat blood from his mouth, and looked at the boy with shocked eyes, but he didn't have any strength in his body!

"Victory No. 32!

The deacon's voice sounded again, and the other two deacons immediately stepped up to the stage and carried the injured monk down, while the sword-wielding boy slowly walked out of the ring!

Seeing that the monk was defeated, the man's face suddenly turned ugly, and he was gone! Seeing Yi Tianxing turn his head to look at him, the man's face suddenly became panicked, and he denied: "You! You cheat! You are in a gang!"